Chapter 92: Deep self-reproach
Evil Satan The domineering president is gentle
The motorcycle was parked in a suburb,
In the depths of winter, the trunk of the tree is bare, there is an indescribable desolation, and occasionally, there are a few crows chirping on the branches, so it is not desolate,
Chu Qiao got off the motorcycle, tightened the scarf around his neck, pulled Tang Ning's arm a little uneasily, and said, "Brother Tang...... Are you mistaken, how could Brother Tang's sister be in such a place?"
Tang Ning's eyes were completely covered with a layer of gloom and grief, and he slowly spoke: "I'm not mistaken, Tang Xin is here, she died twelve years ago......"
Chu Qiao covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief,
Tang Ning's eyes glanced at Chu Qiao, and he smiled at her: "Come with me to have a look,"
Chu Qiao moved his lips and wanted to open his mouth to comfort Tang Ning, but found that he didn't know how to comfort him.
Parked the motorcycle, the two walked towards the cemetery,
Rows of stone monuments, cold and barren, with black photos pasted on them, the people inside are smiling sweetly, but these people have long since disappeared in this world, and they suddenly feel that their smiling faces are very sad.
Some tombstones are dirty and messy, and at first glance, no one has taken care of them for a long time, and it seems that the owner of the tombstone may have been forgotten by future generations.
Suddenly, Chu Qiao saw a tombstone, which was brand new and clean, and it looked like it stood out among the dusty tombstones.
Tang Ning took Chu Qiao away and walked to this tombstone,
There is a photo of a little girl on the tombstone, a pair of big watery eyes, like two full grapes, a small nose, a cute smile at the corner of her crooked mouth, and even her small tiger teeth can be seen, she is really a beautiful and lovely girl, if she grows up, she will definitely attract the pursuit of many men.
At the age of six, he came to this world, but only six years,
The girl's name is also clearly engraved on the tombstone, Tang Xin,
Tang Ning squatted down and put the Barbie doll in his arms in front of the tombstone, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
He muttered in his mouth, "Xin'er, after a year, I'll come to see you again...... Will you grow up over there, I don't know, but I selfishly hope that you will stay at the age of six, you chase after me, stick to me, and call me brother sweetly, this doll was selected for you by me and this Chu Qiao sister, I believe you will like it,"
When he spoke, his eyes were like stagnant water, without any waves, and his voice was dark,
Chu Qiao glanced at Tang Ning, and also squatted down with him, looking at the tombstone: "Tang Xin, hello, I'm Chu Qiao...... Today should be the first time we say hello, you really look like your brother, very beautiful, very cute, hopefully, you can live well over there,"
Tang Ning didn't look back at Chu Qiao, just looked at the photo quietly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the photo,
It seems that the photo is the little girl's little face, but the cold temperature between the fingers clearly tells Tang Ning that what he touches is just a photo, just a photo, cherished, and the person he loves has long been buried in the ground.
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly withdrew his hand: "Chu Qiao, do you think I'm stupid, where will she only be six years old, where will she receive my gifts, but I will buy gifts for her every year, even if I don't have money...... Just because she told me on her sixth birthday that her birthday wish was to receive a birthday gift from her brother every year in the future,"
During these twelve years, even if he didn't have any money, he would even steal just to buy a gift for his sister.
Can you get it, maybe you can't receive it, but he doesn't want to break his promise and Tang Xin's promise, because this is the only thing he can do other than revenge.
The corners of Tang Ning's mouth pursed a smile, and there was no bewitchment in the rare smile, no bewitchment, only sadness that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved: "Xin'er, my brother really misses you......"
Chu Qiao inhaled, his heart was sour, and he took the initiative to hold Tang Ning's cold hand: "Brother Tang's sister must also feel your love for her, no matter how old she is, now, or in the future, she will always be your favorite sister, right, it won't change because of her existence or death, right?"
Tang Ning's heart was shocked, he would never share his things with others, and no one would ever tell him this, there was an emotion flowing in his eyes, his eyes tightly grasped her side face, as if he wanted to see Chu Qiao through,
"When I was fifteen years old, my parents were killed, leaving only me and my sister, I went from a rich young master to a little hooligan who had nothing, and Xin'er, it was no better, she went from a little princess who had no worries about food and clothing to an orphan girl who was looked down upon, I was not afraid of poverty, I simply thought that as long as I was there, I could take good care of my sister, but I found that I was wrong, I was too wrong......"
Downing's hand covered his eyes, he looked extremely painful, sometimes, memories require courage,
"I went around to work, barely able to fill my stomach with Xin'er, but, suddenly one day, Xin'er got the flu, she was only six years old, but for my sake, she knew that the treatment of the flu costs a lot of money, and he also knew that I couldn't come up with so much money, she hid it from me, saying that she was not uncomfortable, saying that it was just a common cold, drink some hot water, and sleep well, I was stupid, I believed her words, and didn't think much about it, but, day by day, the flu dragged into myocarditis, she fell asleep groggily, and when I couldn't wake her up, I sent her to the hospital again, and she was already gone…… Leave me alone,"